Roadkill in my eye!

Just have to share this story now that I have cleaned myself up.

I had a great ride on the dirt this morning and I was headed to my office to put the finishing touches on a manuscript I have been working on for some time. There is a great deal of traffic on the street, because a big wrestling tournament is being held in the arena next to my office. As I go by some trees next to the side of the road some kids playing nearby frighten a squirrel which runs out in front of me. I narrowly miss hitting the squirrel, but unfortunately it runs underneath the wheel of a car passing by me in the same lane. I hear a shrill scream from the squirrel and a sound similar to what you hear when you squeeze the remaining ketchup from a plastic bottle. Squirrel guts (and other organic matter) splatter onto my chest and face.

That is pretty nasty. Awesome story. I can't say I've ever heard the scream of the roadkill before it splattered all over me. I have hit a few long-dead roadkills and gotten some gunk on my frame, but that's about it.

I saw one of my co-workers today, and she went out of her way to tell me that she saw the whole thing while she was waiting to make a turn at an intersection. Her remarks:

"I was so scared when I saw that little guy run under your bike. Me and my son thought he was going to be okay, and couldn't believe you didn't crash, but it was so sad to see him get run over. Do you think that cut little guy felt anything?"

I was splattered by BARF once

The center is packed with pigeons and inevitably close encounters of the feathery kind are all too common. Especially as a lot of them seem to think they can out-walk an oncoming bike. So far I have managed to avoid them. Can't say the same for them though.
A few months ago while cycling to work through a park an old lady started feeding the birds. Just up the road from me was a large flock of pigeons that immediately flew straight for us at head level. I swerved....the last pigeon did not and it flew straight into my face nearly knocking me off the bike. I found out two things then: 1) they are heavier than they look. 2) They taste bad.